You crawled away from me.
Slipped away from me.
I tried to keep a hold,
but there was nothing I could say.
You slid and crept away
and there was nothing I could say.
So what you’re trying to say
is you don’t wanna play.
But what you want and what you need
doesn’t mean fuck to me.
Because I can see your back is turning.
If I could I’d stick the knife in.
This is love.
This is my love for you.
Get up.
Now.
Say you won’t go.